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Saturday, January 31, 2009

Don't want to go Home

I don't want to go home
where is empty and cold
Where there are no voices
where no one talks, not even me.
Home it is warm place to be but not for me
it is silent, it is dark, it is lonely
it is a place to rest, eat and get clean
it is a roof over my head from the rain
I don't want to go home
where there are no souls to speak to
no one to complaint to
nobody to love or make love to.
Home it is warm place to be but not for me
it is silent, it is dark, it is lonely
it is a place to rest, eat and get clean
it is a roof over my head from the rain
There is a box in the living room
it speaks only to itself and makes me laugh at times
but it does not give me warmth
it only shows me faces, figures, and colours.
There is a music box too that comes on every morning
I like listening to music it makes me happy
but not as happy as I wish I could be
it gives me something to sing about but not to really sing.
I putter at work for as long as I can
so I do not go home too soon or early
where there is nobody waiting
where there is no one to complaint to.
Home it is warm place to be but not for me
it is silent, it is dark, it is lonely
it is a place to rest, eat and get clean
it is a roof over my head from the rain.
I do not want to go home
where is empty and lonely
where no sound can be heard
where only one human lives
a human that talks or sees no one.
I do not want to go home!


Sunday, January 11, 2009

Horizontal Line

I sit on the cold sand on any day
and I gaze at the horizon
what do I look for? Do I see anything?
What am I trying to find or see?
I look at the boats navigating towards the line
where the sun sets down under but where?
I see it disappear swiftly and slowly in the Summer
in the Winter is there but I cannot see it
I actually wonder if it is there, do you know?
It is so dark when the sun sets that it is hard to know
However, whether it is there or not one question remains
What do I look for when I look at the horizontal line?
which seems to be there, there far at the end of the ocean
I do not see anything but I imagine many things
I imagine the boats going down as if going down a waterfall
falling rapidly along the fast and furious running water
but then I imagine the boats going down smoothly and softly
as if being push by the soft current of a lake where peace resides.
Then I know that I have never been on a boat that far out to the line
so I do not really know what is there but there is something
but perhaps once I was at some other line and nothing seemed
to changed we continue navigating in a straight line
never going down or felt like it only straight but how?
I do not know but I will keep wondering just as I have all this time.
And you?